huntinlabs
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A little late posting this and it's not with a bow but here it is anyways.
So opening weekend is labor day weekend here in alaska I took that Friday off and was sitting around the house loading up all my gear. Anticipation was building as my son who is 4 years old was begging to go with me and my buddy and this was a new spot for me that I have heard was a good spot. So fast forward until about 1 pm my buddy finally gets to my house and we start loading his stuff into mine and doing one last strap check on the side by side and four wheeler. We get in the truck with good byes said and getting ready to pull out when I see my son crying his eyes out asking to go. I loom at my buddy and say it's only a short 2 night hunt. We agree so I throw some clothes and a sleeping bag in my bag and we head out.
Friday night as we are trying to set up camp the weather that was supposed to have already hit shows up and starts pouring rain on us while we are trying to set up camp. So we finally get camp set up soaking wet but I decide to do some calls down this valley. (Alot of times it takes bulls hours to get to you so this never hurts) Next morning we wake up and it's a beautiful 40 degrees I go to a fire cut with my son we spot a couple cows and admire the beauty with the calfs playing in the sun. We head back to camo and let him take a nap wake up at 1 pm and decide to check this field where i was calling to the night before and there he stands. The first bull my son has ever seen that close. He says daddy shoot him. Now he doesn't have the biggest spread but was a decent size body and around a 3 or 4 year old so I take the shot 2 lung shots a hip shot and neck shot finally drops him for good. Needless to say we were both ecstatic as it was my first bull to take by myself and not with my normal group and it was my son's first canping/hunting trip out.
I ended up getting 400 pounds of meet and the spread 36.5 in my buddy measured him at 37.
That is part of the back strap on a 120 at cooler for size reference
So opening weekend is labor day weekend here in alaska I took that Friday off and was sitting around the house loading up all my gear. Anticipation was building as my son who is 4 years old was begging to go with me and my buddy and this was a new spot for me that I have heard was a good spot. So fast forward until about 1 pm my buddy finally gets to my house and we start loading his stuff into mine and doing one last strap check on the side by side and four wheeler. We get in the truck with good byes said and getting ready to pull out when I see my son crying his eyes out asking to go. I loom at my buddy and say it's only a short 2 night hunt. We agree so I throw some clothes and a sleeping bag in my bag and we head out.
Friday night as we are trying to set up camp the weather that was supposed to have already hit shows up and starts pouring rain on us while we are trying to set up camp. So we finally get camp set up soaking wet but I decide to do some calls down this valley. (Alot of times it takes bulls hours to get to you so this never hurts) Next morning we wake up and it's a beautiful 40 degrees I go to a fire cut with my son we spot a couple cows and admire the beauty with the calfs playing in the sun. We head back to camo and let him take a nap wake up at 1 pm and decide to check this field where i was calling to the night before and there he stands. The first bull my son has ever seen that close. He says daddy shoot him. Now he doesn't have the biggest spread but was a decent size body and around a 3 or 4 year old so I take the shot 2 lung shots a hip shot and neck shot finally drops him for good. Needless to say we were both ecstatic as it was my first bull to take by myself and not with my normal group and it was my son's first canping/hunting trip out.
I ended up getting 400 pounds of meet and the spread 36.5 in my buddy measured him at 37.
That is part of the back strap on a 120 at cooler for size reference
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